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Goddess Who Would Birth the Sun (with Hepcat61)

Disguising me on summer nights
I wear a mask made of the moon.
I'm tried by slumber that I walk
To wake from out its empty light.

Our house priests draw the sacred blade
The moment of your first reveal,
As vestige of the moon and night
Removed from flesh of children gods.
A mad existence follows me,
Its casket floats a length behind.
The floodgate mystifies the Nile
To inundate the altar red.

In us reborn both Geb and Nut
In choral voices, temple’s gate.
The Nile awaits all gods, all stars
Once wed to every other join.
The bottom of the river's flow
Is hid the zodiac of stars
On which its mask affixed each one,
And each eye recognizes me.

We played as follied days in peace,
We played as nights that shook the world,
As we now come to be as one,
To send forth Ra, to join their ranks.
I cannot hope to bear the weight,
To revel while despite the truth.
I dare not leave before I show
Upon a promise to the Sun.

Nut: pronounced like Newt
Art: stock image
Italic font: Jade-Pandora (Nut)
Plain font: Hepcat61 (Geb)
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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